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Thursday, 25 February 2010

Here comes the rain again...

... and there´s nothing we can do about it. Let´s admit it.

On the way home, I remembered this song.

Posted by Maria Vlachou at 22:15

1 comment:

Rita said...

Love it. :)

28 February 2010 at 22:24

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